Chapter 126:
The executioner raised his knife and a big head flew up, with fresh blood spurting out, staining the yellow soil beneath their feet.
The headless body sat slumped on the ground, but didn’t fall over.
Both of his knees had broken bones, and the stubs were already stained red with blood. He stubbornly supported himself on those broken knees, not falling down, still standing there.
This sight of death was truly horrifying. Even people from the Imperial Capital who were used to seeing executions at the market were amazed and speechless.
After the admiration, there was a rush and scramble, with the crowd pushing forward eagerly to dip into the blood.
Storyteller Jiang Chen, behind the crowd, silently watched this scene, feeling a bit melancholic in his heart.
He was a person saved by Qiao’s family, so his emotions were in turmoil at the moment, making him feel a bit uneasy.
As for the martial artists hidden in the crowd, their eyes were dull and they silently began to leave.
Among them, some people came because of the Martial Saint.